Right, so I just pretty much making use of an empty house by singing 'Rhiannon' by Fleetwood Mac like a boss and dancing around a bit in a fashion similar to this.
When I realise that the window is open and there's a small group of teenagers watching me from below, waving their arms about and demanding an encore. I did what anybody would do and ran to the bathroom to die of shame. Never again shall the world hear my dulcet tones
